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due to a sketchy judge of character
and possibly
a flight of nostalgia
I glimpse the back of
a lanky blonde
with the same composure
and curves
as tauvin so that
when he turned,
i was conscious
of my own perpetual lust
burning in the backwoods of my
brain and the warmth of
recognition creeping across my
body.

******** the leftovers of
this riveting memory.
every day is a good day
when i remember a good time.